Потерянный континент: история Атлантиды
9. Phorenice, Goddess
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Amaninthepressbesidemewrenchedroundwithaneffort,andstaredatmesearchinglythroughthedarkness.“Oh!”hesaid.“Ashavedchin.Whoareyou,friend,thatyoushouldcutabeardinsteadofcurlingit?Icanseenowoundonyourface.”
Iansweredhimcivillyenoughthat,with“freedom”forawatchword,thefashionofmychinwasamatterofmereprivateconcern.Butasthatdidnotsatisfyhim,andasheseemedtobeoneofthosequarrelsomefellowsthatarethebaneofeverycommunity,Itookhimsuddenlybythethroatandtheshoulder,andbenthisneckwiththeold,quickturntillIhearditcrack,andhadunhandedhimbeforeanyofhisneighbourshadseenwhathadbefallen.Thefiercepressofthecrowdheldhimfromslippingtotheground,andsohestoodontherewherehewas,withhisheadnoddedforward,asthoughhehadfallenasleepthroughheaviness,orhadfaintedthroughthecrushingofhisfellows.Ihadnodesiretobeginthatlastfightofmineinaplacelikethis,wheretherewasnoroomtoswingaweapon,norchancetoclearabattlering.
Butallthistimetheleanpreacherfromthemountainswassendingforthhisangryanathemas,andstillholdingthestrainedattentionofthepeople.AndnexthesetforthbeforethemthecultoftheGodsintheancientformasisprescribed,andthey(witholdhabitcomingbacktothem)maderesponseinthewordsandintheplaceswheretheoldritualenjoins.Itwasweirdenoughsight,thattime-honouredserviceofadoration,forceduponthesewildpeopleaftersolongaperiodofirreligion.